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How would one know if they are being seduced?
How does one know if they are being seduced?
In a society where bold assumptions are passed as compliments
If one should graze a hand subtly, not in dominance but to show interest. Is that seduction?
When a glance of innocence lingers longer than necessary, is that seduction?
What would seduction be today?
There are no longer handwritten notes shared between the sender and the receiver, to covet and be hidden in intimate things.
Flowers can be sent but can be misconstrued to mean a number of things.
How would I know...
In a society where bold assumptions are passed as compliments
If one should graze a hand subtly, not in dominance but to show interest. Is that seduction?
When a glance of innocence lingers longer than necessary, is that seduction?
What would seduction be today?
There are no longer handwritten notes shared between the sender and the receiver, to covet and be hidden in intimate things.
Flowers can be sent but can be misconstrued to mean a number of things.
How would I know...
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Look to Nothing...
How many choose to remain oblivious
to the monsters lurking in the night?
Just how many remain the same
when faced with something they don't understand?
The night approaches.
Casting its veil.
The senseless appear.
Casting its veil.
It's only the wind.
Making noises so unnatural.
So unable to grasp the fact
horror is discreet to no one.
Not to me.
The footsteps are getting closer.
There are shadows at the corners of the eyes.
Whisper "Hello..."
It's the wind.
Silence,...
to the monsters lurking in the night?
Just how many remain the same
when faced with something they don't understand?
The night approaches.
Casting its veil.
The senseless appear.
Casting its veil.
It's only the wind.
Making noises so unnatural.
So unable to grasp the fact
horror is discreet to no one.
Not to me.
The footsteps are getting closer.
There are shadows at the corners of the eyes.
Whisper "Hello..."
It's the wind.
Silence,...
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Incense Dreams
The sweet scent of incense in the air
Ignites a memory deep within my mind
Of longing stares
and held breaths
of wish me nots
and of past regrets
Of should have moments
...
Ignites a memory deep within my mind
Of longing stares
and held breaths
of wish me nots
and of past regrets
Of should have moments
...
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Debby
I'm delicate, sometimes ferocious.
Think you've seen my tropical storm?
Babe, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
Just wait until I blow!
Watch as I descend,
Into a full blown hurricane.
You won't know what hit you!
You won't wanna be around me then -
BABY!
Feel the surge, this violent urge,
As I fill you with my flood.
Feel the torrent, my raging torment...
'Til you can't take it anymore!
Think you've seen my tropical storm?
Babe, you ain't seen nothin' yet.
Just wait until I blow!
Watch as I descend,
Into a full blown hurricane.
You won't know what hit you!
You won't wanna be around me then -
BABY!
Feel the surge, this violent urge,
As I fill you with my flood.
Feel the torrent, my raging torment...
'Til you can't take it anymore!
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#funny
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Jack and Lilly in Legend
The sun smiles
the clouds weep
as I run in through the forest
it is you I seek
They do not know
lips are sealed
Until it meets yours
and the magic we weld
I call out your name
As I run in the meadow
little wishes float in the sun
I hope one is bestowed
You appear my young lover
my heart can now beat
You hold me in your arms
and our lips meet.
""Have you been sweet or were you tart?"
I giggle in his arms
He knew the answer
from the start. ...
the clouds weep
as I run in through the forest
it is you I seek
They do not know
lips are sealed
Until it meets yours
and the magic we weld
I call out your name
As I run in the meadow
little wishes float in the sun
I hope one is bestowed
You appear my young lover
my heart can now beat
You hold me in your arms
and our lips meet.
""Have you been sweet or were you tart?"
I giggle in his arms
He knew the answer
from the start. ...
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#FallingInLove
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It's No Sonnet!
I remember long ago
When the first snow fell
When my cheeks blushed from a glance
As time went by
That was the moment
Where my hopes were big
My eyes glazed over
And his love was a fairytale -
Meant for another!
I wanted to believe in fairytales
I was no Princess
But he...
Definitely a frog!
When the first snow fell
When my cheeks blushed from a glance
As time went by
That was the moment
Where my hopes were big
My eyes glazed over
And his love was a fairytale -
Meant for another!
I wanted to believe in fairytales
I was no Princess
But he...
Definitely a frog!
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#funny
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The Day Poetry Died
she told me to never give up
that I was special
and I believed that shit
till she broke my heart
I was just a teenager
but I understood then
that people lie
and poetry lives
to die
so let’s take it back
even before that
my dad was a drunk
my mom was one cold bitch
it’s no exaggeration to say
I raised myself
I needed something to turn to
bled my first drops of ink
shared it with a friend
a man that has now passed
I saw it in his eyes
he was connected
I wonder when it all ended ...
that I was special
and I believed that shit
till she broke my heart
I was just a teenager
but I understood then
that people lie
and poetry lives
to die
so let’s take it back
even before that
my dad was a drunk
my mom was one cold bitch
it’s no exaggeration to say
I raised myself
I needed something to turn to
bled my first drops of ink
shared it with a friend
a man that has now passed
I saw it in his eyes
he was connected
I wonder when it all ended ...
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#depression
#WritingPoetry
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SOS Mercedes Benz pt 2
Carla
“The car sent out the SOS emergency call because it thinks the air bags have been deployed.
Looking under the hood I can see whoever drove this before you were messing with wires they shouldn’t have. In short, you need to call someone to come and pick you up, because the car will be coming with me.”
He looks as if he wants to yell or punch something or both.
“Is there another car at the shop? I have a long way to go and I can drop it off at the other dealer when I get there.”
I looked at him and considered saying no because I was in a bad mood but that was...
“The car sent out the SOS emergency call because it thinks the air bags have been deployed.
Looking under the hood I can see whoever drove this before you were messing with wires they shouldn’t have. In short, you need to call someone to come and pick you up, because the car will be coming with me.”
He looks as if he wants to yell or punch something or both.
“Is there another car at the shop? I have a long way to go and I can drop it off at the other dealer when I get there.”
I looked at him and considered saying no because I was in a bad mood but that was...
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#lust
#sex
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Long for true sleep
Why can't I sleep a little bit longer?
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
Why do my conscious and subconscious mind
want to wake up
When I don't have to
Dreams do not come as easily to me as they used to
The pitch of night and the stillness
greets me with every toss and turn
A slight doze and you are there
Lips a centimeter apart
Your scent surrounds me
You lightly graze your nose against mine
I want to move but I am frozen in time
I should feel fear
What I feel is sadness
I know you are not...
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#FeelingLost
#UnrequitedLove
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SOS Mercerdes-Benz pt 1
Carla
I cannot believe I'm back here in my old room. I shouldn't be here; I should be in my own office in the city away from my family.
She looked around the room and realized they had changed nothing. For years as she grew up they kept telling her that her room is going to be the guest room or her mother was in woman cave.
I want some of the past dad just left everything. The house is too much of mom. So he moved into the guesthouse in the back.
I had convinced him to rent out the house while he was back there to make some extra money....
I cannot believe I'm back here in my old room. I shouldn't be here; I should be in my own office in the city away from my family.
She looked around the room and realized they had changed nothing. For years as she grew up they kept telling her that her room is going to be the guest room or her mother was in woman cave.
I want some of the past dad just left everything. The house is too much of mom. So he moved into the guesthouse in the back.
I had convinced him to rent out the house while he was back there to make some extra money....
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He Comes To Me In The Wind (with Darrow)
The wind whispers to me
announcing my destiny
As if kissed by a fallen feather
I feel you drawing nearer
And nearer, the wind blows me to you
A presence felt, not seen
I am chosen,
As a keeper of light,
Your ardent gaze I see,
looking up at me in glee,
In joyous delight
You have found me
I have waited so long, and I have longed
For this moment
For you
announcing my destiny
As if kissed by a fallen feather
I feel you drawing nearer
And nearer, the wind blows me to you
A presence felt, not seen
I am chosen,
As a keeper of light,
Your ardent gaze I see,
looking up at me in glee,
In joyous delight
You have found me
I have waited so long, and I have longed
For this moment
For you
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#vulnerability
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Crumble Down...
How would I've known it'd make me sad?
I noticed no signs; am I so blind?
A figment of imagination.
Out of mind.
Never there.
Never stopped.
How would I've known?
How would I've known it'd make me sad?
We noticed no signs;
We noticed no signs; are we so blind?
Should I have known?
How would I've known this mistake?
I noticed no signs.
The walls around me begin to crumble down...
I noticed no signs; am I so blind?
A figment of imagination.
Out of mind.
Never there.
Never stopped.
How would I've known?
How would I've known it'd make me sad?
We noticed no signs;
We noticed no signs; are we so blind?
Should I have known?
How would I've known this mistake?
I noticed no signs.
The walls around me begin to crumble down...
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